S Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with S. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“She would have called it death, but she didn’t.”
Source: The High Auction
“She would have colored gracefully with embarrassment had she not possessed the complexion of one of those “heathen Italians,” as her mother said, who never colored, gracefully or otherwise. (Convincing her mother that Christianity had, to all intents and purposes, originated with the Italians, thus making them the exact opposite of heathen, was a waste of time and breath.)”
“She would have given up every Gathering from now until she went to join StarClan, if only she could have been sure that her sister was safe.”
Source: Midnight
“She would have him proud of her, she thought, if she took pains to look her best, she would have him showing her off, perhaps, watching her with a smile, she would learn to be smart and clever and she would be his lady.”
Source: Julius
“She would have kissed him, if she kissed stupid men.”
Source: Trickster's Queen
“She would have lain on the ground, and let him walk over her body if he wanted, he knew that”
Source: Normal People
“She would have liked not to be alive, or to be always asleep.”
Source: Delphi Complete Works of Gustave Flaubert (Illustrated)
“She would have liked to know how he felt as to a meeting. Perhaps indifferent, if indifference could exist under such circumstances. He must be either indifferent or unwilling. Has he wished ever to see her again, he need not have waited till this time; he would have done what she could not but believe that in his place she should have done long ago, when events had been early giving him the indepencence which alone had been wanting.”
Source: Persuasion: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
“She would have liked to sit upon a rock and listen to words, not of any man, but detached, mysterious, poetic words that she alone would interpret through some sense inherited from sleep.”
Source: Voss
“She would just have to give Him time to see what He would do. Sometimes His answers came at the last moment with no prior warning--not exactly a comforting thought. But His answers were never too late and would come at just the right time.”
Source: A Choice of Love
“She would keep playing the role of the winner as long as the audience believed her.”
Source: Take Off Your Mask
“She would learn as much as she could and do whatever she could to dismantle all that she knew to be broken, brick by brick, by. hand if she had to. She would keep the bricks, though. She would use them to build something new.”
Source: True Biz
“She would let her soul hide while her body was consumed with magic, fire, and boiling blood. A riveting communion.”
Source: The Oathing Stone
“She would lift her peignoir above her knees and say to her husband: 'Give baby a kiss...'”
Source: Red Cavalry and Other Stories
“She would like a shallow life, swift and shallow, till some day she can start again. Get through her time fast until then. And when will that be? Then.”
Source: Kairos
“She would like to drink in their innocence, their excitement, until she is intoxicated. She would like to see through their eyes when they look at something for the first time, when they understand the logic of a mechanism, expecting it to repeat itself infinitely without ever thinking of the weariness that will one day slow it down.”
Source: The Perfect Nanny
“She would like to restrain from cruelty and receive no admiration for it.”
Source: Graceling
“She would live now, not read.”
“She would look this other Diana in the eyes and then she'd decide what she would do, how she could confront Hal without hurting some poor, blameless woman, in a world where being born female meant spending years of your life at risk, and the rest of it invisible, existing as prey or barely existing at all.”
Source: That Summer
“She would look us in the eyes and say, “Whenever you’re tempted, you’ve got to shout.” She then would scream the words so loud that we needed to cover our ears, “Get thee behind me, Satan.” Then she’d talk in a normal voice again and say, “The devil is ruling your lives. You need to learn how to say no. Stop throwing your pearls to the swine. Your lives have value, but you’re throwing it away.” Her voice would get desperate again and she'd say, “You must not give
yourself over to these things. They’re damaging you. They’ll destroy you. You must learn to stop.” Then she would turn to my friends and plead with them, “Please don’t lead my boy astray. He’s trying now, he’s trying to be better. Please don’t drag him down again.”
Source: Pursued: God’s relentless pursuit and a drug addict’s journey to finding purpose
“She would look wistfully at the sky, and she relished her favourite freezing cold, north-easterly winds, that blew bitter draughts that mixed with her drifting tobacco smoke throughout the home, ‘They are the spirits of the old country,’ she would always say.”
Source: New Reform
“She would make a man of me. She puts strength and courage into me as no one else can. She is unlike any girl I ever saw; there’s no sentimentality about her; she is wise, and kind, and sweet. She says what she means, looks you straight in the eye, and is as true as steel.”
Source: Modern Magic
“She would make facial expressions as though she were having conversations with people in her head.They seemed to turn into debates more often than not,judging by the activity on her forehead...It was almost the conversations in her head were loud enough to fill her silence.”
“She would marvel, remembering how often in his lifetime she had thought herself lonely, when by stretching out a finger she could touch him, when by speaking she could hear his voice, when by raising her eyes she could see him before her. And now also she knew the desolation of small things, the power to give infinite pain that lies hidden in the little inanimate objects that persist, in a book, in a well-worn garment, in a half-finished letter, in a favourite armchair.”
“She would mend her broken heart, only to find it broke easily again. Different men loved differently, she would discover, and every one would leave her a little older, a little wiser, and with more feeling to translate into the pages of her notebooks.”
Source: Splendor
“She would move around the kitchen, humming the words and dancing with her hands. The music was moving through her, filling an emptiness she hadn't known was so deep.”
Source: Dance For The Land
“She would never again know what it was to feel herself alone. Everything seemed to have suddenly grown clear and simple.”
Source: Summer
“She would never change, but one day at the touch of a fingertip she would fall to dust.”
“She would never, ever understand the idea that a child, especially an infant, was of more value than an adult who had already gained all the skills needed to benefit the community. The death of potential was somehow worse than a loss of achievement and knowledge was something she had never been able to wrap her brain around.”
“She would never forget how his soul was lonely as the moon they’d met under, and how, for several brief moments, she’d been able to chase the loneliness away.”
Source: Soul Solution
“She would never forget the pleasure her father took in taking her down a peg. There are adults who thrive off the puncturing of children's fantasies.”
Source: Evenings and Weekends
“She would never kill what she desired most- not when she wanted Tamlin as much as I did. But if I killed him... she either knew I couldn't do it, or she was playing a very, very dangerous game.
Conversation after conversation echoed in my memory, until I heard Lucien's words, and everything froze. And that was when I knew.
I couldn't breathe, not as I replayed the memory, not as I recalled the conversation I'd overheard one day. Lucien and Tamlin in the dining room, the door wide open for all to hear- for me to hear.
'For someone with a heart of stone, yours is certainly soft these days.'
I looked at Tamlin, my eyes flicking to his chest as another memory flashed. The Attor in the garden, laughing.
'Though you have a heart of stone, Tamlin,' the Attor said, 'you certainly keep a host of fear inside it.'
Amarantha would never risk me killing him- because she knew I couldn't kill him.
Not if his heart couldn't be pierced by a blade. Not if his heart had been turned to stone.
I scanned his face, searching for any glimmer of truth. There was only that bold rebellion within his gaze.
Perhaps I was wrong- perhaps it was just a faerie turn of phrase. But all those times I'd held Tamlin... I'd never felt his heartbeat. I'd been blind to everything until it came back to smack me in the face, but not this time.
That was how she controlled him and his magic. How she controlled all the High Lords, dominating and leashing them just as she kept Jurian's soul tethered to that eye and bone.
Trust no one, Alis had told me. But I trusted Tamlin- and more than that, I trusted myself. I trusted that I had heard correctly- I trusted that Tamlin had been smarter than Amarantha, I trusted that all I had sacrificed was not in vain.
The entire room was silent, but my attention was upon only Tamlin. The revelation must have been clear on my face, for his breathing became a bit quicker, and he lifted his chin.
I took a step toward him, then another. I was right. I had to be.
I sucked in a breath as I grabbed the dagger off the outstretched pillow. I could be wrong- I could be painfully, tragically wrong.
But there was a faint smile on Tamlin's lips as I stood over him, ash dagger in hand.
There was such a thing as Fate- because Fate had made sure I was there to eavesdrop when they'd spoken in private, because Fate had whispered to Tamlin that the cold, contrary girl he'd dragged to his home would be the one to break his spell, because Fate had kept me alive just to get to this point, just to see if I had been listening.
And there he was- my High Lord, my beloved, kneeling before me.
'I love you,' I said, and stabbed him.”
Source: A Court of Thorns and Roses
“She would never know him. He would never know her. Human relations were all like that, she thought, and the worst (if it had not been for Mr. Bankes) were between men and women. Inevitably those were extremely insincere”
Source: To the Lighthouse
“She would never know she was still alive because of me.”
Source: Tabula Rasa
“She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.”
Source: A Thousand Splendid Suns
“She would never let anyone interfere with her right to use her mind.”
Source: Finding Emilie
“She would never tell him and was ashamed to admit it, even to herself, but she’d fallen in love with him the instant she’d seen him. She’d been taken at gunpoint to the alleyway outside a gallery showing her paintings and had seen a powerful man, not tall but immensely broad. He was facing three armed thugs and he hadn’t looked frightened at all.
He’d looked dangerous.
And she’d fallen.”
Source: Reckless Night
“She would never truly be her own woman if she allowed fear and old memories to dictate where she would or would not go.”
Source: The Oathbound
“She would no longer speak fear into my world with good intent, but instead she would leave it for me to inherit. To warn other women through story that wickedness lurks, but hidden in the words was a secret. A clue. To escape to the Castle Moreau. Each story called to the downtrodden, to the woman who had no place to find freedom. In every story the woman with the crooked hand ever told me, it always ended with the words, "Beauty is found in walls of stone, beauty where love begins."
Hidden among the travesties and nightmares of violence, all the abused must know that of this place. Only they would recognize the words for what they were. For only the broken are searching for a place to heal.”
Source: The Vanishing at Castle Moreau
“She would not exchange her solitude for anything. Never again to be forced to move to the rhythms of others.”
Source: Tell Me a Riddle, Requa I, and Other Works
“she would not go quietly. She was not afraid”
Source: Throne of Glass
“She would not have another man push her aside like some appetizer, there to wet his whistle only to be left once the main dish arrived.
No more. She pushed her thumb into his throat a little harder.”
Source: Circle of Truth
“She would not have put herself out so much to say so little.”
Source: Madame de Treymes: American Literature
“She would not say of any one in the world that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, far out to the sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. Not that she thought herself clever, or much out of the ordinary. How she had got through life on the few twigs of knowledge Fraulein Daniels gave them she could not think. She knew nothing; no language, no history; she scarcely read a book now, except memoirs in bed; and yet to her it was absolutely absorbing; all this; the cabs passing; and she would not say of Peter, she would not say of herself, I am this, I am that.”
Source: Mrs. Dalloway
“She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory.”
“She would not stop until she beat the devil.”
Source: Rapture: Book 4 of the Fallen Series
“She would of been a good woman," said The Misfit, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”
“She would only let you know her, little by little ~ never giving too much away but willing to share the small parts that make up her life, she falls slowly like that ~ love isn't a maybe thing in her eyes & her heart is the prize, she knows her worth and she will withstand the wait.”
“She would only point out the salvation that was latent in his own soul, and in the soul of every man. Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Live in fragments no longer. Only connect, and the beast and the monk, robbed of the isolation that is life to either, will die.”
“She would pause sometimes to listen to the sound of the water as it lightly hit the walls of the fort. This too was music to her ears; it would calm her down and give her respite from the humdrum of life”
Source: VoiceMates